Weekend Winks

It’s been a whirlwind of holiday parties here in Nashville and I’ve been happy to partake!

Teddy never recovered from last weekend’s events, therefore he was bound and determined to get me to stay home by laying on my blazer as I party primped Friday night.

Bound and determined to get me to stay home all weekend.

You’re leaving? Over my furry body.

And of course I was able to coax Ted off with a little help from my sparkling accessories with which he’s enamored.

Ho! Ho! Holiday party arm candy. Is there ever enough?

Ho! Ho! Holiday party arm candy. Is there ever enough?

Being in charge of my company’s party, I was on hand early to help set up.


The Great Room at Fontanel Mansion.  One of about 40 rooms in Barbara Mandrell’s previous home.

Of course I took about 4,256 photos (which I will be sharing later!) but one of our party goers had a sparkle lens. YES I SAID A SPARKLE LENS!

Taken with a sparkle lens. Yes, I said a sparkle lens!

My mom and I in all of our sparkle glory.  I need a fancy camera just so I can obtain this fabulous lens.

Working at a production company, I’m surrounded by overloads of testosterone daily. Here’s a small dose of my workplace ‘brothers.’

Just one of the guys.

Just one of the guys.

And with an open bar, bruises like this are bound to be acquired.  I think the purple, green and yellow bruising just add to all of my holiday fun (just makes Christmas shopping a little more painful).

It takes talent to bruise your ankle

I may have stumbled down a few stairs but didn’t spill one drop of my cocktail. Talent.

Upon recovering from my Friday night shenanigans, I was off to a birthday party Saturday afternoon.

Partying with my smaller side kick, Bella Bob.

Partying with my smaller side kick, Bella Bob for her dad’s birthday.

And then a date with my 30 ounce glass of merriment. A favorite holiday glass – not only because it holds almost an entire bottle of wine but it also has quite the clever take on a Christmas song.

Oh Come Let Us Adore Me! 30 oz of goodness.

Oh Come Let Us Adore Me!

All Teddy could do was cat nap on Sunday and I can’t say that I blame him.

You know Ted's tired when he puts his leg up for a belly rub.

You know Ted’s tired when he puts his leg up for a belly rub.

Teddy looks how I still feel on Monday morning, sitting at work wishing it Friday at five.

Thank God the holidays only come once a year!


27 thoughts on “Weekend Winks

  1. lycly says:

    Where did you get your sparkly skull bracelet? I LOVE it!

  2. kellisamson says:

    I do love that sparkle lens!! But, dang, girl! You look like you busted up that ankle pretty good. Is it serious?

  3. Hope your ankle feels better soon! Very pretty pictures and meow to Ted! =^.^=

  4. Love the sparkly bracelets, but don’t love that bruise. Ouchy! Tis the price one must pay to be fabulous. At least you didn’t spill a drop! Talent indeed!

  5. Jani says:

    Sparkle on!

  6. DressedinMYcloset says:

    Oh my goodness!!! Your poor leg!

  7. Love the sparkly skull bracelet!

  8. You should have trusted Ted. He clearly knew what was best for you and a cat on the lap is worth… uh… none on the dance floor… I guess.

  9. alyson says:

    Great pictures! Love the wine glass!!

  10. Two thoughts come to mind: 1) Where can I get my hands on a sparkle lens ASAP?! and 2) Did you know that no matter how big the glass is…it’s still considered only one drink? This is helpful for many reasons, e.g., honestly answering the question “how much have you had to drink?”, counting calories, etc.

    • Um, this is exactly why I know we were probably best friends, if not sisters in a former life. 1) I will get you the info on a sparkle lens. Can you imagine owning it?!?! 2) I love the way you think. Exactly like me. Which is why I only had one glass of wine, instead of the whole bottle last night. Phew.

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